? ?Dadddyyyy, Ididn?t mean anything by it, this is a fantasy, nothing more, Idon?t want to be a slave!?? Lisa brokedown again and put her face in her ...hands.?She was crying uncontrollably and did not want to look at her parentsagain.? She wanted to just crawl under arock and die.? Her Dad slammed the dairyshut and threw it at her feet.? ?Pick itup Lisa!? Turn to page 78 and read whatyou have written in it, now!?? Lisa?s Dadwas in an uncontrolled rage.? Even Lisa?sMom was crying and angry with. I felt his thumb run across an old scar and the puzzled look on his face as he ran his thumb back over it again. Lifting the shade on the lamp he positioned me so that he could see and feel the scar. "What is this scar from, Sarah?" I turned my head into the couch and muttered, "a knife." He was silent for so long that I looked at him again, and was taken aback by the look of raw lust on his face as he traced the scar over and over. Looking down I saw that he was hard again, and he reached. ."Epilogue Though it took two and a half months longer than was legallymandated, a very relieved Jeff finally received his divorcedecree in the mail. The following Friday, in a simple civilceremony performed at the local courthouse, Jeff and Mary werewed. Four months later, with Mary looking every bit the blushingbride in an elegantly understated wedding dress and Jeff,looking dapper in a rented tuxedo, the two of them repeatedtheir vows before an ordained minister and in the presence oftheir. Anastasiia was blonde, skinny and did her best to avoid the final preparations for hanging.The Azov officer in charge of the execution, was young, blond and arrogant, a real Aryan jerk with an attitude to match. His assistant, an Azov soldier carried a camera with him, snapping several pictures of the girls, offering them a wicked smile, before pointing at the gallows. It’s a wrong day to die, Liudmyla thought gazing at blue clear sky overhead. She swallowed and took deep breath of fresh air..